Love love love love Stephen Colbert. The "attack ads" was a clever addition to the Academy. Jon: genius. So glad he was the host.
I was rooting for Matt Dillon (*heart*), but knew he had an outside shot at it.
Naomi Watts in the same room as Heath Ledger and Ms. Dawson's Creek alumna: awkward.
On a semi-related note, I enjoyed Hala's subtle mockery of Reese Witherspoon. And Hala's sly sarcasm about World Women's Day. This is the Hala I know and love. Wrong blog, maybe, but I don't know what else to write about.
"I'm sure we'll be there for World Men's Day."
- Hala, when asked for what she thinks about all the Women's Day celebrations.
I really need a DVR. Fundraising time again, I suppose.
For the past week I have been listening to actual music. Today I put The Ricky Gervais Show back on rotation, with a Jimmy Carr mp3 thrown in to go from season 2 to season 1.
Oh, speaking of Stephen. Did anyone else enjoy his interview with Arianna Huffington? I think Arianna's found herself another fellow she can get along with, other than Bill Maher.
If anyone sees a
Last weekend I saw Casablanca repeatedly. Then last night I saw Adam's Rib. Nobody writes movies like these anymore. And let me say this: today's actresses? Mean nothing compared to Ingrid Bergman and Katharine Hepburn.
Well, except for a few. Like Emma Thompson. Or Meryl Streep.
Has anyone else noticed how Meryl is completely enjoying herself at all these events? It's almost as if she just doesn't care anymore.
Love her.
"(Talking to Nicole Kidman) is like a chess game. She's so many moves ahead of you it's scary to try. So you just accept what she tells you."
- a magazine interviewer, comparing past interviews
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